Xuan Qi, who had recovered almost the same eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Simos and Flomongo. As for the Pope lying on the ground, he could ignore it. His fingers pressed on the detonator. This trump card was useless to Simos, but it was very useful to Flomongo.

The same cardinal, one was crowned as a pope, had a scepter, a papal crown and a papal robe, and the other full of God's arms. In contrast, Xuan Qi found sadly that he was the weakest one. The effect of this trump card in his hand was also very limited, and Xuan Qi slowly rolled his eyes.

If the two tigers fight, one will be injured. The key is whether the two tigers are evenly matched, which directly determines Xuan Qi's final profit. From the current perspective, Flomongo is very weak. After all, the Pope's three-piece set is not as good as God's armed forces. So Xuan Qi stands on Flomongo's side.

"Okay, you ungrateful wolf did so much to be the Pope. For your own selfish interests, you don't even want the foundation of the Holy See for a thousand-year-old foundation." Xuan Qi was filled with indignation. After saying this, his body recovered. He shook his hand and put the initiator into the space, and reached out to pull out the Four Sheep Lord and said, "New Pope, I'll help you."

Although there is little experience, it does not mean that the IQ is low. Flomongo is very clear about his current situation. After hearing Xuan Qi say this, he also pointed his head and said: "In this world full of light, any selfishness and greed are derived from the seven deadly sins." As he said that, his face was full of sacredness and said to Simos with heartache: "You can't make mistakes again and again."

"You" Simos was speechless, his chest filled with anger and depressed anger, pointed at Flormongo and said, "You are so shameless when you deal with your own people with an outsider and even put on a stinky charlatan."

Another cardinal pointed at the nose and said to the charlatan. Such treatment was really extraordinary. Generally, ordinary people could not enjoy it, and they immediately turned Flomongo's face red with shame. After all, he was young and could not bear the ridicule. Flomongo took action, and pointed the scepter forward, which was the great light technique: "God said: There must be light." The dazzling light rose, turned into a pair of white big hands, and grabbed Semos directly.

"Carved Insect Tips" Simos' shield protects his body, and then waves the holy sword forward, and the milky white holy sword cuts open the big hand made of the holy light. Simos's mouth flashed with disdain: "Before the crown, you dare to use the Great Light Technique to let me see how much abilities you have."

The Great Light Art comes from the Light Book. The first chapter of the first page is the mantra of the Great Light Art. Every believer of the God of Light must recite this mantra, but there is no Pope's three-piece set, and I don't know how to borrow the power of faith, so the Great Light Art has become the secret of the Holy See.

Flomongo had just become the pope, and he had poor coordination with the magical instruments, and he did not fully master the Great Light Technique, so he was very immature when used, and even some parts were not round. His power naturally decreased exponentially.

But this did not prevent Flomonge from using the light technique. At this moment, he was like a child who had obtained his favorite toys, or a novice who had just learned to drive. He could not help but want to be proud and proud.

"So there is light." Flomongo continued to wave his scepter, and at the same time, he attracted the light of the crown above his head, condensed into sharp lightswords, smashing towards Semos.

"Break it for me." Simos waved the shield in his hand. God's armed forces were naturally not vegetarian. The milky white light rhyme on the shield dispersed, forming a lightsaber that broke the Qi shield and broke the lightsaber that Flomongo hit.

The two of them fought together like this. Xuan Qi, who was originally full of righteous indignation, wanted to help the new pope, had already slipped away from his feet.

Simos hit another shield, knocking Flomongo back. He glanced inadvertently and saw Xuan Qi, who had half of his leg stepped out of the city wall. As he watched the big fish he got was about to slip away, Simos immediately shouted: "Where to go?" As he said that, his boots stepped on again, and the white light flashed, and the same trick hit Xuan Qi's head again.

"Why is this dog's sense of smell so sensitive?" Xuan Qi was speechless and helpless. Fortunately, his feet were already stepping on the ground, and he immediately used the earth escape technique and dived rapidly.

"Huh?" The person who was still on the ground just now suddenly disappeared. Simos was as irritated as a cow, and his feet were stomping on the ground. The originally smooth land suddenly undulating like ripples of water. The angry Simos trampled on the land with all his intuition.

I don't know if Simos's luck is too good or Xuan Qi's luck is too bad. As soon as he sneaked into the soil, shock waves followed one after another. Xuan Qi was shaken directly into the ground three meters deep, and the thick soil as heavy as a mountain was pressed down hard. Xuan Qi opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood. The Five Elements Escape Technique immediately failed. This is the rhythm of being suffocated to death.

The old man immediately shouted in Xuan Qi's ear: "Get up, get up quickly, you can't sleep yet, think of your grandpa, think of those beautiful girls you know, not one of them, what if you die, it would be a thank you."

Hearing the old man say this, the ground began to shake violently. Xuan Qi's body shook with the soil, and then he turned around like a flash of flowers in his head. His faces passed through his mind. Xuan Qi then realized how much he cared about and how he was nostalgic for the world.

The teeth bit the tip of the tongue again, and the astringent pain made Xuan Qi's mind clear. The originally stagnant spiritual energy immediately turned like a pearl, and the old man crushed a spirit stone and rubbed it on Xuan Qi's body. Thousands of spiritual energy surged out of his sweat pores, making Xuan Qi almost moan comfortably. This was definitely not something that comfort could describe.

As the saying goes, breaking and then standing, and not breaking and not standing. Crisis and desperate situations are a good time to squeeze human potential. Xuan Qi has eaten the human pill and has reached the middle stage of the Chongqi Realm. With these days of cultivation, he has gradually reached the peak of the Chongqi Realm. Now he is trapped three meters deep underground, and his body is shocked by the shock wave, which gives Xuan Qi a great opportunity.

As the pores of the whole body absorbed the true qi inward, Xuan Qi's realm finally broke through again. The true qi in his body, which was like beads, exploded one by one, and the originally illusory true qi turned into liquid. The true qi liquid, true qi liquid, is nothing more than a saying.

Xuan Qi felt that there was a change in his body. The true qi that was originally like a pearl was now all turned into liquid. If the gas was illusory and the pearl-shaped true qi was extremely solid, then the liquid was overwhelming. It shuttled through the meridians to transform the internal organs.

All the injuries I had suffered were cured without any medicine, and the hidden dangers I had left disappeared. Xuan Qi felt that his body seemed to slowly expand, with a different sense of pleasure in his heart and opened his mouth and let out a whistle: "It's great."

"Get out of this right and wrong quickly, and then you can enjoy it no matter how you want it." The old man said the truth. He had already transformed into a liquid and could practice dual cultivation. It is an ethical matter for men and women to love each other, and it is not a problem to hold it in.

"Go? Where to go?" After the true qi liquid was transformed, Xuan Qi's eyes were filled with ambitions: "If Simos is not solved, I won't go anywhere."

"Then are you his opponent?" The old man was helpless: "The old boy is wearing God's arms. Even if you have real qi liquid now, he can hit you eight."

"He can beat me eight, but do I have to fight him head-on?" Xuan Qi said and rushed towards the direction of the Tiber River. There was a car of TNT below the Tiber River. What Xuan Qi had to do now is to get the car of TNT and modify it to be enough to bury Semos's grave.

"Come out" Simos, who was like a madman, kept jumping on the land, trying to shake Xuan Qi out below. Xuan Qi had already transformed into a liquid and had already run below the Taibo River and was driving a truck to another area. It took some effort to use TNT to arrange a must-have situation.

Simos, who was furious, turned blood-red, and if he had fangs, he would be like a vampire. Looking at the Pope who had more breathing and less breathing, then looking at Flomongo. Simos wanted to own the three-piece set of Pope, and his own things were summoning him.

"Take it off and give it to me." Simos, with the domineering spirit of dominance in the world, swung his sword and sword to kill several blood tribes who ran slowly. The cherry red blood was draped on the body of God's armed forces, adding some dominance to Simos.

"Not giving" is related to life. Flomongo was not confused. He reached out and picked up the scepter and muttered something. The holy light protected the wall from the sky and then protected his whole body first.

"Don't force me." Semos opened the mask on his helmet: "I don't want you to be the first pope to be killed." These words were soft and hard, which was also the limit of Semos' patience.

Flomongo was unmoved: "I am the Pope of the Holy See now, and you should disarm God.

"Go to die" Simmons waved the holy sword and closed the mask at the same time. Since we couldn't talk about it, we could only live one of them. Simmons had decided to cut off Flormongo's head and crowned the emperor with a corpse without a head.

Flomongo, who had no way out, naturally would not wait to die. He held the scepter tightly with both hands and shot divine light in his eyes. He shouted loudly: "Then let me purify you." The scepter emitted dazzling divine light, and a holy Western light dragon waved its big wings and appeared in the void, opening its big mouth and biting Semos.

"Don't always take out the tricks of carving insects and show off the ugly things." After Simmons fired the shield, he shook the light dragon backwards. The holy sword in Simmons's palm roared sharply, slashing the light dragon in the void into two segments, and then led the sword to stab Flormongo.

Flomongo, who was in the holy light guarding wall, was so scared that he was covered in cold sweat. The sharp sword tip was only an inch from the nose, and almost pierced the guarding wall.

The extremely excited Simmons gained an absolute advantage and yelled at Flomongo: "How many times can the Holy Light protector help you block?" As he said that, it was a shield strike, knocking Flomongo away directly. Simmons let out a strange scream in excitement, rushed forward with a quick step, swung the holy sword with one hand and slashed Flomongo's neck, and the crowning Pope was like this.

There were no vampires or dark creatures in the Holy See, and everyone was puzzled and surprised to see two great heroes who turned the tide, one wearing God's arms, and the other having a Pope's three-piece suit. Why did the two fight together? They couldn't figure it out, and they couldn't figure it out.
Chapter completed!